Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Sudan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Raincoats to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Qualms,
Jeff Lynne,
La Düsseldorf,
FM Einheit,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Harmonia,
Franke,
Pantytec,
Reagan Youth,
Bush Tetras,
DJ Style,
Scott Walker,
The Sound,
Joe Smooth,
Godley & Creme,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Albert Ayler,
Black Pus,
Erasure,
the Human League,
Avey Tare,
Flash Fearless,
Hoover,
K-Klass,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Public Enemy,
Nico,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Mummies,
Hardrive,
One Last Wish,
Gerry Rafferty,
E-Dancer,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dorothy Ashby,
Livin' Joy,
Suicide,
The Barracudas,
Hot Snakes,
The Motions,
Hashim,
The Move,
Scientists,
Hasil Adkins,
The Tremeloes,
Theoretical Girls,
Angry Samoans,
Eli Mardock,
Mantronix,
Derrick Morgan,
The Seeds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Masters at Work,
Soul II Soul,
Toni Rubio,
Sam Rivers,
Slave,
Kurtis Blow,
the Swans,
Skriet,
Sister Nancy,
Camouflage,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.